Rose Requiem

In twilight's hush, where shadows softly fall, A vision of beauty, serene, beckons all. Amidst the crimson roses, she lies in repose, Her lips, a fiery whisper, as the petals disclose. The world, in monochrome, fades to gentle gray, As red roses surround her, in a lover's array. Her eyes, closed to the world, in slumber deep, Dream of secrets, only roses softly keep. In this chiaroscuro, light and shadow play, A dance of contrasts, on this gentle day. The roses, like sentinels of love, stand guard, As she, in beauty, lies, a moment, unmarred. In this still life, a story unfolds, Of passion, beauty, and a love that never grows old. The roses, red as ardor, and as fleeting too, Remind us to cherish, the beauty we hold true.